I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

How could Wang Yuanwai become enemies with Baicaoshi? Naturally, it was the former sister-in-law who regarded her as a thorn in her side and a thorn in her flesh.

Baicaoshi rolled up her sleeves, revealing a wrist like a white lotus root. Her skin was slightly dark, but the area covered by her clothes was white, and then her jade feet stepped on her sinewy chest.

"This kick is for myself."

Twist hard with your toes, "This is for my pet."

The sinews were in pain, and he grinned, "Your lord, please forgive me, girl, I will never dare you again. Your lord has a lot, so please forgive our brothers."

Baicaoshi made a fierce throat-cutting gesture, "In the future, if you dare to work for the tiger and help the tyrant, you will not end up like this today. The nobleman ordered you to move."

Ying Zhefeng was described as majestic and majestic by a little girl like Xue Mei Niang, and he was a bit proud, and he forgot the embarrassment of the treatment just now.

"Chen Guangliang, throw them out for me."

Two guards, one in each hand, lifted the collars of the four and dragged them out.

Baicao Poetry relieves Qi.

"Girl, look, the people you can't deal with are just ants in front of me. Besides the kings they talk about, I can crush them with one finger. After you follow me, you will walk sideways in Yanjing!" Win There is a sense of superiority in Zhefeng's tone.

Follow you, why? Walk sideways? It's not a crab! Baicaoshi is slanderous, and the illness is over, so why don't you let her go! She continues to top him off. "Your Majesty, thank you for upholding justice for the Minnen. The Minnen will go back and pray to the Buddha to burn incense and pray for the nobleman's safety and health. The Minnen will go down now."

As she said that, she walked backwards and quietly reached the door. Seeing that she was about to get out of the tiger's mouth, her steps became lighter.

"This king is not a scourge, why are you in such a hurry?" Ying Zhefeng stopped her, "You prescribe the prescription, and you will also be responsible for the decoction, so just serve at your side."

Baicao Shi Wangtian, Speechless, MMP, King of Mantras.

At this moment, another person in Xuanyi came into the room, "Master, Yuan Taozhu invites Master Han Qingxuan to drink tea."

Baicaoshi shunned her chest, secretly praising the owner of the villa for coming in a timely manner, this time Ying Zhefeng should have no reason to force her to stay.

Unexpectedly, Ying Zhefeng said to her in a blink of an eye, "You follow."

Baicao Poetry: "..."

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Ying Zhefeng strode towards Han Qingxuan, followed by a little tail. Baicaoshi didn't dare to be angry and couldn't speak out. Along the way, the toe of her shoe kicked several small stones away.

Hanqingxuan is located on the rockery, which is the commanding height of the entire villa. Its shape is like a piano platform that flies like a wing, surrounded by corridors, and surrounded by flowers and trees. The two of them walked through the group of black stones in Fengzhen and the small Feihong Bridge to reach their destination.

On the piano stage, one person is playing the piano. The toga has big sleeves, and the celebrities are romantic. Huan Yan stood next to the celebrity, with fine tea on the tea table in front of her.

Is this the owner of the villa? Compared with Ying Zhefeng, it is a judgment call. Baicaoshi has a little more affection for the master.

"Young Master Ying, please drink tea." Yuan Xian raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the woman behind him, and the sound of the piano froze.

Dayan Country is a country with a high degree of openness. Taizong was followed by Emperor Taizong. This emperor was versatile. Together with her beloved concubine, he studied music scores and choreographed dances. Court dance music flourished for a while. What Yuan Xian played was "Po Zhen Zi" created by Emperor Taizong.

Baicao Poetry doesn't know much about "Pozhenzi", but it doesn't prevent her from understanding the shining elegance of gold and iron horses in it. When she met Yuan Xian's eyes, she was not only shocked, she was such a handsome young man, his appearance was as good as Zhe Yu's.

No, Zhe Yu has a more refined and youthful look than him, and the owner of the villa has a more mature and artistic beauty.

The owner of the villa who understands architecture, gardens, music, and life appreciation.

It's not a loss to wear a book once, and the beautiful man will feast his eyes!

Baicaoshi thinks so.